was silent a moment while he
moved around in the kitchen. “Yeah, I will get you some Coke, too. I love you.”
Harley hit another button on the oven, then moved back
to the front door, and Blair heard it open and close
Blair
grinned hearing Harley. He and Ashley were seeing one another, but both of them
were very private people. To hear Harley talking so sweetly to her was nice.
I wonder what Cole has been up
to? She decided to walk around to find any evidence that he had taken another
shifter woman to bed. She knew he must have at some time as Cole was a sexy,
sought after shifter. She was sure he had looked for a better suited mate in
their five year break up. Myra and Julie were adamant that Cole had been
completely celibate in all that time, but Blair had always found that difficult
to believe. Before she went poking around Cole’s house, she needed to cover her
scent, and that would mean some torture for her. She would have to wear his
cologne and his shirt. It would mask her scent enough so he would think it was
just her scent lingering.
She
walked into the master bedroom and found his favorite cologne on the dresser.
She poured some in her hand and rubbed it on herself, then went to his closet
to get a t-shirt. Once she had his shirt
on the memories she’d rather not remember surfaced. She tried to shove them
away, but the scent was a powerful reminder. Cole was a dominating wolf, very
alpha, and he loved to punish, or “ funish ” like she
thought of it. Cole never did anything to her she didn’t crave. He was always
tender and loving with her, even while spanking her ass. The happiest times of
her life had been while she was with Cole.
She
wandered over to his bedside table. He still had the hand carved frame he made.
It held the picture of her that he loved. She remembered the day he took this picture.
They had spent the day shopping in Colorado Springs, and had gone to Palmer
Park to enjoy the sunset. Cole loved taking pictures, especially of her. When
he downloaded it to his computer, she was stunned. The beautiful sunset brought
out the red in her hair and caused it to shine a beautiful fiery color. She saw
the happiness in her eyes while she looked at the camera. She had been looking
at him when had taken it. He kept my
picture. Maybe he — Blair shook her head to get that thought out of her head.
She had to stay strong.
Her
stomach rumbled drawing her attention away from the picture. She wondered if
Cole was still a pure bachelor, and that was exactly what she found. She walked
to the kitchen and opened the door. Sure enough, he had beer and hot dogs. It
should be a crime for a man to have such a high end refrigerator hold beer and
hot dogs.
The
memory hit her. He had gotten that refrigerator for her and her passion for
cooking. Hoping he had something more inspiring in his freezer, she opened the
bottom drawer. Aha! He had more pizza
here. Finding the jackpot, she pulled out the triple meat rising crust pizza
and started the oven. Even this pizza brought back memories of the times they
would be hungry, but wanting to go home. The only pizza they both liked was the
triple meat. Cole called her when he was lonely and tempted her to come over
for some triple meat pizza and hot loving. The hot loving alone worked, but
triple meat pizza made his invitation irresistible.
Less
than an hour later, Blair had a plate full of pizza, a cola, and Cole’s laptop.
She decided she needed some background noise, and turned on the TV. Cole had
not changed much, as all she found were building and cop shows. She quickly
found a cooking show to go with her meal. She powered up the laptop and pulled
up her website, where she kept track of her business. She could at least get
this part of her work done today.
****
Cole
walked into his house, with his stomach rumbling. Is that pizza? He opened the door and was sure he smelled pizza,
and Blair. His heart sank. It’s just her
scent left over from last night . He
moved around in the kitchen. “Yeah, I will get you some Coke, too. I love you.”
Harley hit another button on the oven, then moved back
to the front door, and Blair heard it open and close
Blair
grinned hearing Harley. He and Ashley were seeing one another, but both of them
were very private people. To hear Harley talking so sweetly to her was nice.
I wonder what Cole has been up
to? She decided to walk around to find any evidence that he had taken another
shifter woman to bed. She knew he must have at some time as Cole was a sexy,
sought after shifter. She was sure he had looked for a better suited mate in
their five year break up. Myra and Julie were adamant that Cole had been
completely celibate in all that time, but Blair had always found that difficult
to believe. Before she went poking around Cole’s house, she needed to cover her
scent, and that would mean some torture for her. She would have to wear his
cologne and his shirt. It would mask her scent enough so he would think it was
just her scent lingering.
She
walked into the master bedroom and found his favorite cologne on the dresser.
She poured some in her hand and rubbed it on herself, then went to his closet
to get a t-shirt. Once she had his shirt
on the memories she’d rather not remember surfaced. She tried to shove them
away, but the scent was a powerful reminder. Cole was a dominating wolf, very
alpha, and he loved to punish, or “ funish ” like she
thought of it. Cole never did anything to her she didn’t crave. He was always
tender and loving with her, even while spanking her ass. The happiest times of
her life had been while she was with Cole.
She
wandered over to his bedside table. He still had the hand carved frame he made.
It held the picture of her that he loved. She remembered the day he took this picture.
They had spent the day shopping in Colorado Springs, and had gone to Palmer
Park to enjoy the sunset. Cole loved taking pictures, especially of her. When
he downloaded it to his computer, she was stunned. The beautiful sunset brought
out the red in her hair and caused it to shine a beautiful fiery color. She saw
the happiness in her eyes while she looked at the camera. She had been looking
at him when had taken it. He kept my
picture. Maybe he — Blair shook her head to get that thought out of her head.
She had to stay strong.
Her
stomach rumbled drawing her attention away from the picture. She wondered if
Cole was still a pure bachelor, and that was exactly what she found. She walked
to the kitchen and opened the door. Sure enough, he had beer and hot dogs. It
should be a crime for a man to have such a high end refrigerator hold beer and
hot dogs.
The
memory hit her. He had gotten that refrigerator for her and her passion for
cooking. Hoping he had something more inspiring in his freezer, she opened the
bottom drawer. Aha! He had more pizza
here. Finding the jackpot, she pulled out the triple meat rising crust pizza
and started the oven. Even this pizza brought back memories of the times they
would be hungry, but wanting to go home. The only pizza they both liked was the
triple meat. Cole called her when he was lonely and tempted her to come over
for some triple meat pizza and hot loving. The hot loving alone worked, but
triple meat pizza made his invitation irresistible.
Less
than an hour later, Blair had a plate full of pizza, a cola, and Cole’s laptop.
She decided she needed some background noise, and turned on the TV. Cole had
not changed much, as all she found were building and cop shows. She quickly
found a cooking show to go with her meal. She powered up the laptop and pulled
up her website, where she kept track of her business. She could at least get
this part of her work done today.
****
Cole
walked into his house, with his stomach rumbling. Is that pizza? He opened the door and was sure he smelled pizza,
and Blair. His heart sank. It’s just her
scent left over from last night . He
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